Although Eridu had never traded with the Kree experimental grounds, decades of infiltration and investigation had uncovered their situation. The Kree regarded the Inhumans as slaves, and the Inhumans regarded humans the same way—as the Emperor had warned, even without that special Inhuman's control, the other Inhumans would voluntarily uphold the twisted order established by the Kree. When Badari armed with stone axes and spears stood in the path of the expeditionary force's squad, no one was surprised. The Inhumans would certainly enslave the locals in occupied territory to block the expeditionary force's Cavalry.
"Take up your spears!" Hammurabi of the Sacred Guard ordered the soldiers behind him.
The expeditionary squad deftly slung their rifles into the saddle straps, then drew spears from the straps on the other side and braced them atop their mounts. The well-trained soldiers swiftly adjusted their posture and urged their horses faster, building momentum and forming the squad into a wedge meant to punch through enemy lines. With one hand, Hammurabi lightly twisted the throttle, adjusting his jetbike's speed so it remained ahead of the expeditionary squad's charging formation. His other hand also gripped the Spear of the Garrison.
"Accelerate! Charge!"
The Badari, still in their pre-dynastic stage, had no way to resist the expeditionary Cavalry. Perhaps some had the courage to wave stone spears at the expeditionary force, but whether it was the Praetorian Guard charging in atop jetbikes like colossal beasts or the expeditionary soldiers whose steel spears were hung with the limbs and flesh of those who had stood in their way, both were far beyond the Badari's imagination.
Hammurabi, wielding the Spear of the Garrison, fired first. The few figures in uniforms in the distance immediately ducked behind cover, trying to avoid the expeditionary squad's charge route. Only one unlucky man